Zhao Shiyu and Tong Muhe sat on the back of the hundred ugly, and the cultivators in the mortal realm had to be careful and careful to hide their figures, once they let the mortals see it, they might cause unnecessary trouble.

No one wants to be punished by the land god and the mountain god, so it is better to avoid mortals in a proper manner, and it is not easy to practice, once you are punished, it is a big thing to regret later.

Tong Muhe is now pointing in the direction indiscriminately, I really don't know, looking down at the dense forest, the air is also quite good, Zhao Shiyu is happy at this time, it feels good to have a sense of home, when his feet can step on the land, it is a kind of down-to-earth feeling, this feeling has never been before.

Holding a teacup in his hand and drinking slowly, watching all kinds of small birds flying by and small animals appearing in the woods below him from time to time, this is the real beauty of the mountains and rivers, not as fantastic and beautiful as the world of immortal cultivation, but full of a peaceful atmosphere.

Tong Muhe stood on Bai Chou's head and pointed to the east and pointed to the west, Bai Chou was so frightened that he blinked his eyes, and if he reacted slowly, he would be pecked by Tong Muhe, Tong Muhe couldn't find the direction and was annoyed, and Bai Chou was so panicked that he was afraid of being cleaned up, so he flew indiscriminately from east to west to west.

"Old Tong, can't you fly out and take a spin? You are like a little swallow, when will you be able to find the exact direction when Bai Chou flies like this" Zhao Shiyu asked curiously.

Tong Muhe's eyes were slightly cold, he looked at Zhao Shiyu and said, "Drink your tea, the old man thinks about things, are you itchy and dare to take care of the old man's affairs?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shiyu shuddered, and directly held the teacup and lowered his head to drink, where did he dare to squeak.

Don't worry about letting Tong Muhe command the hundred ugly blind flights, Zhao Shiyu fell asleep when he was full, took a deep breath of fresh air and the fragrance of the grass and trees, and heard the birds singing a small tune, and the beauty of the big snot bubbles.

Another day of leisure was spent until darkness fell, Zhao Shiyu fell asleep with his head up, and the way of rest of mortals was instantly recovered by Zhao Shiyu, and Tong Muhe was still commanding Bai Chou to fly blindly.

The next morning, Zhao Shiyu climbed on Bai Chou's back, his eyesight at this time was much stronger than Tong Muhe, and a small river appeared in front of the woods, and there were several children catching fish in that river.

Zhao Shiyu stood still when he saw this scene, and he thought of the scene when he was a child, thinking of the happy scene of his childhood with Dunzi, Goudan, Xiaochai, Erwang, Xiaoya and Maoya, everyone catching fish together, and that carefree time made Zhao Shiyu stand still and just watch those children busy in the river.

Tong Muhe also saw it at this time, and suddenly laughed and said, "Fucking you can be regarded as seeing a figure, the old man is not busy in vain, he can be regarded as finding a place where there are people."

Tong Muhe turned his head sideways, and when he saw Zhao Shiyu's appearance, he suddenly felt as if he had flown to the wrong place.

"Hey, what are you looking at, what a fart" Tong Muhe opened his mouth to wake up Zhao Shiyu, who was thinking about it.

"Old Tong, I know where this is? This is my hometown, there is a boulder at the entrance of the village in front of me, presumably it is Mojia Village," Zhao Shiyu was too excited in his heart, and his outstretched fingers were trembling.

Tong Muhe sighed and scolded, "Fuck, is this also a providence? Why did you come here, okay, go and see, you honestly stay on the back of a hundred ugly people, don't do stupid things for me, understand?"

The wood has already been completed, the rice has been cooked, and it has already arrived in front of him, can you not let Zhao Shiyu go back to his village to take a look? Tong Muhe can now tell him a few words, don't go wrong.

Zhao Shiyu nodded, stood up, looked at the village in the distance, and got closer little by little, it was more than 30 years after leaving, and finally came back today, the village has become a lot bigger, and it is no longer a village, it can be regarded as a small town.

Zhao Shiyu stood in the air, looking at the bricks, tiles, grass and trees in his hometown, which had become Mozhen at this time, and looked down for a few hours, but not a single familiar person in the courtyard of the street saw it.

"Thirty or forty years, don't look at you, you kid, you were still a little kid when you left, and now you are forty-five or sixteen, and your childhood playmate is about the same age as you, go and see your home" Tong Muhe reminded at this time.

Zhao Shiyu nodded a little disappointed, and Bai Chou also slowly flew forward, the original location of his house can no longer be found, this looks at the red bricks and green tiles of each household, where is the leaky mud house of his own house, not only can not be found but also see dozens of small villages The decoration is very generous, which is also compared with the surrounding houses.

Zhao Shiyu really felt a little wrong, he stood in the air and looked at the changes in the village, making him feel unfamiliar and lonely for a while, sighing for a long time, just staring around in a daze, looking at the blind dates in the village, just looking at it from early morning to noon.

"The changes in the village make you feel unfamiliar, and you can't see familiar faces, and you can't hear familiar names, this is the change of time, things are not people, and the mortal world has always been like this" Tong Muhe looked at Zhao Shiyu with a sad brow, looking forward to the people coming and going on the street.

Zhao Shiyu slowly sat down, looked at Tong Muhe and sighed, "I really don't recognize this as my hometown, everything is so strange, I don't know anyone, I'm really uncomfortable"

Tong Muhe jumped on the back of Bai Chou, walked back and forth, and said, "People are like this, no matter how long you have lived here, once the familiar people are gone, you will find that this familiar place has become a strange place, it is very wonderful and weird, just like you are now, obviously come back, your eyes are full of strangeness"

After Tong Muhe finished speaking, Zhao Shiyu sat on Bai Chou and looked at the sky in the distance, thinking about everything in his childhood.

"Tong Lao, I want to stay here for a few days, so that I can get some childhood memories back," Zhao Shiyu said without looking back at Tong Muhe.

Tong Muhe nodded and said, "If you want to stay for a few days, stay for a few days, memories are also a kind of state of mind practice, maybe it will help your immortal dream spell."

In this way, Zhao Shiyu stayed in the former Zhaoqian Village in Mozhen for five days, and in these five days and five nights, Zhao Shiyu saw Mao Ya, she has become a grandmother, what an unbelievable thing, Zhao Shiyu's mind is confused, looking at himself in the mirror and smiling bitterly, a young and somewhat immature face has been fixed at seventeen or eighteen years old.

Mao Ya is full of children and grandchildren at this time, she has a better face, she can no longer find her childhood, his husband still calls him Mao Ya, and learned from Mao Ya's youngest son that Mao Ya's eldest son and second son are both working as dart masters in the Zheng family team.

Zheng Hao, Zheng Lao Fox's convoy is still active in various countries, but their convoy is no longer without a foothold of the traveling merchants, a neat house in the west of the village is their base, Zheng Lao Fox is really smart and a little scary, he pressed his base in Mo Town is a wise move, there is a stone tablet engraved with the edict of the Emperor Min outside the town.

The general consciousness of the handwritten book rubbed on the stele is that Mo Lao taught several good disciples, all of whom became important ministers of the country, in order to commend Mo Lao, the village became a town, and the people of Mo Town did not need to pay food or serve in the military.

In this war-torn year, this is a paradise, Zheng Lao's eyes are more than cow hair, of course, he will live and work in Mocun in peace and contentment, and let his son continue to travel with the convoy.

Zhao Shiyu saw Song Tao, Song Tao taught himself to be flamboyant, and how to tease the girls around him, this is not the master's master has become a fat old man, with gray hair, basking in the sun every day and watching the children practice martial arts.

There are really seven or eight of his wives, but he still has the same old smile on his face, and every time he goes out, he will tease young women, and he is really at home in his life.

Zhao Shiyu didn't know how Songtao was lame, anyway, he was lame or not, he had a lot of children, most of the men worked in the Zheng family's team, and the women were all married in the town and went back to their parents' homes to visit him from time to time.

Zhao Shiyu finally saw his relatives in the past five days, it was a strange relative, Zhao Shiming and Zhao Minmin learned from them that their parents had been taken away, Zhao Shiming is Zhao Shiyu's half-brother, and Zhao Minmin is Zhao Shiyu's own sister.

They also have an elder brother is Zhao Shiyu's second mother's son named Zhao Qinpo, one year younger than Zhao Shiyu is his second mother, the orphan and widow came to Zhao Qian Village, his biological father and an elder brother were arrested as soldiers, this orphan and widow went to Zhao Shiyu's house, made a second room for Zhao Shiyu's father, and Qin Po changed his name to Zhao Qinpo.

Zhao Shiyu looked at his younger brother and sister with great excitement in his heart, and looked at them carefully in the air.

This is his relatives, especially his sister Zhao Minmin, although she is already a wife, she looks very young and cute, not like a thirty-year-old woman, and his son Qian Zhu is already a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man.

Zhao Shiming is now a teacher, he will teach every day, but he also has an important errand, he is the mayor of Mozhen.

Don't look at Zhao Shiming is Zhao Shiyu's half-brother, but his eyebrows, eyes and face are eight or nine points familiar with Zhao Shiyu, looking at him makes Zhao Shiyu think for a while, Tong Muhe ridiculed that the men in their family are so black, their appearance is not good, but they are all good people, just look at Zhao Shiming's wife is a big beauty, Zhao Shiyu's younger brother and sister are called Juan'er, and the name of her mother's family is not known but it is enough to know this.

That's just one, and the second lady is called Qian Kou'er, who turned out to be Erwang's little sister, she was angry and wanted to go to him Erwang's brother, which made Zhao Shiming's head big for a while, and it was really difficult to coax him to be willful.

Anyway, the two ladies are beautiful purple like flowers, so that outsiders are really blushing when they see them, and they all say that the mayor of the town is blessed.

There is a cemetery in Mozhen that is absolutely a good feng shui place by the mountains and rivers, which is a place of eternal resting that Mo Lao personally chose for himself, and it is also a cemetery for the deceased old man in the village.

In the last three days, in the dead of night, Zhao Shiyu would go to Mo Lao's tombstone to burn incense and kowtow, and then talk to Mo Lao's tomb to tell him about his experience of entering the immortal cultivation world, and as he spoke, he used the dagger Mo Lao gave him to carve lotus flowers on Mo Lao's tombstone.

Tong Muhe reminded Zhao Shiyu that he could not carve flowers with flying swords, but only with mortal weapons, until the day he left, the tombstone was engraved with lotus flowers.

When Zhao Shiyu left, he kowtowed three times in front of Mo Lao's tombstone, the bluestone in front of the tombstone was cracked, and put the small bamboo box that Mo Lao gave him in front of Mo Lao's stele, the box contained a map, straw sandals and cloth shoes, and all the items in the mortal world were put into the bamboo box, Zhao Shiyu sat on the back of the hundred ugly and wiped his tears, and looked at the direction of Mo Zhen from time to time, without Mo Lao, there would be no him today, if it is the will of God, then someone needs to guide, but unfortunately Zhao Shiyu did not see the last face of Mo Lao, so he could only kowtow in front of his grave.